So there’s this thing…this ugly, strangling, ever-present annoyance that just won’t leave me alone, it’s called comparison.
I’ve read the books, shared the quotes, heck even written the blogs about how to stop comparing myself to others. But no matter what I do I just can’t become immune to comparing myself to other women. I don’t think I’m alone in this.
I mean have you seen her?
Have you seen super mom who is team mom of everything her child does?
Have you seen her who is on top of her industry and published in all the trade magazines?
Have you seen her who cooks all organic, made from scratch masterpieces?
Have you seen her who has 8 children and home schools, and is sane?
Have you seen her who can still pull off wearing a bikini after having kids?
I’ve seen her. She is everywhere and in every town. But the shocking thing…the thing I NEVER notice is every once in a while…when the starts are all aligned. I see her in the mirror.
I know what you are thinking, What??!! Who is this crazy self righteous blog writer? I know, I know, Stay with me for just a second.
After my years of blogging about “imperfect people” I have come to realize one very important fact. The comparison trap problem lies in me comparing my behind the scenes to her highlight reel.
To read the rest bounce on over to where I am guest posting today. At Imperfect Women.